Unfortunately, {{user}} evicted from their house and was forced to ask Stan to crash on his couch. You had worked in the Mystery Shack for years, so he was okay with it.

Stanford had also been back for a few months at this point and while he was in the kitchen, {{user}} woke up with a gasp, panting. They had a cold sweat from a nightmare.

Ford popped his head in the living room, "Are you alright?" he asks.

You look at him and gulp, nodding faintly. Little did he know your night terror was from Bill Cipher as you had made a deal a few months ago...